Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Valeria's smile faltered for a moment. "I get along well with Chloe, so why do you have to make it sound so unpleasant?"

Though she kept smiling, Valeria was secretly grinding her teeth in frustration. Madison had a knack for undermining people, and she seemed to enjoy it a bit too much. But she wasn't wrong this time. The timing of Jeffery demoting Claire and handing over shares might indeed be a sign. It looked like Sartori Corporation's future was going to be in her younger brother's hands. She had always had a lukewarm relationship with him, but today seemed like the perfect chance to show some loyalty and cozy up.

By the end of the meal, Chloe felt a bit queasy. She had just witnessed firsthand what it meant to hide a dagger behind a smile. It was a relief when the meal finally ended.

"Chloe, come with me," Marian said.

Chloe followed Marian to her room, where Marian retrieved something from the safe. It was an exquisitely crafted velvet box. Chloe felt a strange sense of familiarity looking at it. "This is a family heirloom of the Sartori family," Marian said. "I had planned to give it to Connor eventually, but since you and Connor are getting married, I'll leave it in your care." Hearing the words "family heirloom" made Chloe's heart skip a beat. The box felt incredibly heavy in her hands.

"Ma'am..."

"Open it and see."

pink pendant, pure and beautiful without any impurities. Suddenly, she recalled why the velvet box felt so familiar. It was identical to the lock Tara had given her. The pink lock, the pink pendant... Their materials and craftsmanship seemed very similar. Tara had mentioned that the gemstone lock was a gift from a prominent figure to Jacob on the day of her birth, a

on it much. "Since it's a family heirloom, it doesn't seem

it. It'll be yours

choice but to take the pendant home, planning to give it

she was

into Pax. He looked up at her, then pretended not to recognize her and walked past, continuing upstairs Chloe felt a pang of sadness. It wasn't because he pretended not to know her, but because of his lifeless, weary eyes. His despondent look made

for a moment but didn't turn around. Chloe approached him. "Pax, don't be like this. Your mother's actions have nothing to do with you. Don't punish yourself for her mistakes. That was her life, not yours." Pax still kept his head down. His tears began

"Pax..."

still couldn't accept that his mother was a cold-blooded lunatic. To think that his uncle had grown up in such a grim environment, with so many attempts on his life, even by his own mother. All these years, he had been blissfully ignorant. Pax's tears wouldn't stop. He had been suppressing his feelings for so long, as if wearing a mask. But

out, gently